I can't remember if I wrote about my experience at the chiropractor in my post yesterday, and I am far too lazy to check. I have a disability certificate, as it were.

So we go in and sit down. There is this lady who is clearly in training to be a cougar at the desk bitching about bloating and driving on the right side of the street ever since she got back to the States from somewhere. I'm clearly in pain, holding my beck, and she keeps on bitching.

Wow suddenly I really don't feel like writing anymore. I'm going to finish this later.